Please, MISTRESS, use me as an ashtray and spittoon, and force me to lick YOUR spittle, cum and piss off the ground!!!Whenever YOU or one of YOUR frie...ds needs to piss, I must offer my mouth as a urinal. If YOU or one of YOUR friends so like, piss all over me. Force me to always offer my mouth wide open and without turning away, if and as long as I am spit or pissed on.I need to be forced to piss my pants wherever and whenever YOU so order. It doesn't matter if other people can see it! YOU may. "Hmmm... good morning," she said as she stretched."Yes," I said. "It is a good morning. But I have some bad news. I have to get up and get going. I have a golf game at nine." Would you like me to fix you some breakfast? Or coffee?" she asked."No, you just go back to sleep. I'll grab my clothes and let myself out," I said.She didn't argue, but watched me as I put my clothes on. I kissed her and left.My mind pondered the previous couple of days' events as I drove home. None of the feelings I had. His cock filled her with every stroke, massaging the sensitive tissues of her pussy. The intensity of his strokes increased and Heather forced her hips to meet each massive thrust. The muscles of her vagina gripped his thick cock, she was close to orgasm. Ok, she mumbled through gritted teeth, lets see if you can make a baby inside me. Mike knew he was on the ragged edge and he concentrated on maximizing each stroke. He wanted to fill this lovely woman with his sperm, and he wanted to make sure. ‘He coming on our six, he’s got a lock, shot fired.’ Davis said. The buzzard sounded as the electronic female voice announced a radar lock. LT Davis shot at the fighter keeping out of position, as LT Ortega rolled out starboard heading port as the Selorian fighter set up the shot on the Thresher Elite’s eight, however, both fighters were in a overshoot position. LT Davis shot her short ranged weapons as the Selorian pasted by, but the shots were wild and missed. The Selorian rolled port, as.